"You remember us meeting in New York?" Milan searched in Kian's eyes for signs of remembrance.
Kian tried to recall it, "Yes I do. I was negotiating a deal when you left me a note."
Milan smiled, "Yes, the very same."
Kian recalled their meeting and said – "I remember now, we were at the bar when you told me about Alysé."
Milan nodded and said - "That was the beginning of it all."
Kian was still lost, "How so?" he wondered.
"Remember, I had spoken about our family circumstances and had told you how hard Alysé was trying to make her franchise a success."
Kian tried to recall the exact words and said – "You did say something to the effect, but what about it?"
"That was subtle marketing," Milan said sheepishly, picking up his glass and gulping in a long draught.
"How so?" – Kian was too exhausted to play these mind games. He would have the information straight from the horse's mouth, rather than wreck his own brain.
